When I was taking a picture beside his wife and him, his hands reached my hair and my neck, I froze, I didn't know if it was right or wrong to even think, because I knew he had sexually abused many women in the past. But I am family. I cannot be one of his many conquests. It made me sick to my stomach. To even think, that he would. I don't know how to put this, how to label this. I mean deep down I know, there is something wrong with these men. They don't understand the fact that, you can't just go and touch someone. There is a rule. You are married. You are a father. You are old enough to understand that. Last week it was even worse. I let this man, who is same age as my dad, touch my hair while I was eating in his dining table. He literally brushed his fingers through my locks. I am not intimate with him ever. He is a distant family. It was really uncomfortable. He stood so close to me that even my brother felt uneasy about it. Just because he was family, I didn'...